Just as I was about to unleash my grateful load into her greedy gullet, her nose crinkled and she spat out my saliva-coated cock. Extremely disappoi...ted, I looked down in frustration as my prick trembled before Diana's face, quivering on the very cusp of release. "I didn't notice it at first," the secretary said critically as she wiped her moth with her sleeve, "but there's something off about the taste of his pre-cum." "What is it there hey, Diana?" Becky asked with sudden concern. "We. You may do what you wish with me…or to me, it doesn’t matter to me,” she said, winking, “Fang told me about the fun she had at your place last night, just to let you know. I thought you might also want to know how much it turned me on. That and watching you kick that idiot’s ass yesterday. I would love to be there to watch you drive her crazy again sometime. I’d love to watch and join in…” At that, I then forced my tongue into her mouth and pushed her back against a support beam, exploring the. It's amazing what you can do, let alone what you can justify, when your "under pressure", so to speak.I woke up just as I fell asleep, snuggled up to her back with my arm draped over her. I don't think either of us moved an inch, except for my cock, which has a mind of it's own. As usual it was rock hard and now and it was wedged between the bed and her butt. Now that I was awake I was uncomfortable with it like that so I eased back and it sprang up. I scooted towards her and my cock poked at. Jenny moaned in appreciation. Jenny had pulled my foreskin down as far as it would travel, holding it there by grasping the base of my cock (I was liking that word a lot now). She took it deep in her mouth till her lips met her fingers. She wasn’t bobbing her head like before; she made no vertical movement but was rubbing and lapping her tongue against my glans and exposed inner flesh of my shaft. The feeling was overwhelming; I thought I had been transported to Nirvana. (Not that Nirvana, RIP.